Sunday, March 10, 2013

Burning for a change.

When it became unbearable
and sleep became a distant dream
i felt the fire rising
like a long awaited scream.
It said it needed to travel
and find a pedestal, across space and time
I said its burning me down to ashes
replied, burning for a change is never a crime.
So to let the chauvinist majority burn
I led the fire through the vent hole
not even halfway through, got crushed under the masses
and with a shriek scream out went my soul.

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